The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 395

In this day and age, abbeys and monasteries all waved the banner of believing in science, turning them into tourist attractions.

Even among the major families of the mystic arts world, the disciples were reluctant to learn the arts, with some even claiming that their practices were mere feudal superstitions.

This disparity left the major families feeling particularly distressed.

However, collaborating with the government would change things.

With official recognition, it would give them legitimacy.

Erwin thought momentarily and said, "This is a significant matter. I can't make this decision alone. We must convene all the major factions to discuss it."

There were also regulations and policies that needed to be carefully formulated.

The leader nodded with a smile. "That's appropriate. We don't understand your world's rules, so everything will follow your customs. However..."

His smile remained, but his gaze turned serious. "I hope you all will prioritize national interests, ethnic honor, and the lives of the common people above all else."

These considerations superseded everything.

Erwin nodded in agreement. "Of course, of course."

The meeting concluded smoothly.

Logan and the leader personally saw them off.

As they watched the celestial-looking cultivators board their vehicles one by one, Logan remarked to the leader, "Sir, these cultivators are all quite arrogant. Do you think they'll agree?"

The leader stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his posture remaining rigid. "Logan, do you see that woman named Madison?"

Logan looked at Madison, who was talking among the cultivators, but he didn't notice anything particularly special about her.

"What about her?"

They shouldn't exist.

"But this young lady is different," the leader said with a smile. "Look at her. Even though she can tell fortunes, she always frames it as telling stories.

"She understands boundaries, knows her limits, and knows the rules she should follow. She'll be the key to breaking the ice between the cultivators and the government."

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Meanwhile, Erwin was discussing the same matter with the cultivators on the vehicle.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "The government has finally relented and is willing to acknowledge us. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know how long it will take to get another chance. And who knows how many more factions and techniques might be lost in that time?"

The group fell silent.

Liam sighed. "Let's convene a mystic arts conference!"